Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 883

Seven in the evening.

After knocking off work, Maja hopped into her ride.

Zoey was still playing the role of her/driver, taking her back to Rosewood Manor.

Maja was beaten today. Ever since Jeff dropped the bomb on her, she’s been on edge, just trying to keep her calm.

When Zoey steered the car onto a deserted road, she had this gut feeling that they were being tailed by a few vehicles.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, those cars behind us.”

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw those cars speed up and charge straight at them!

Zoey, horrified, slammed the gas, her face turning as white as–a–sheet.

But her driving skills were just so–so and she couldn’t shake off the cars chasing them.

In a flash, they were surrounded by three cars.

Maja straightened up in the backseat, her eyes icy cold. After a while, she finally spoke, “Zoey, how good a swimmer are you?”

“Not too shabby.”

“Can you look out for yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Drive the car into the river. Once we’re in the water, save yourself first.”

“But, Ms. Pennyfeather.”

the river was basically

if we want to live, this is our

was clear

as dead if they didn’t take a

drove straight onto the bridge, smashing through the railings, the car plunging into

of nearby cars, many of

Zoey rolled down the

head hard when the car went in. Feeling dizzy, coupled with a strong

the rushing water hit her, she lost her breath and felt a strong sense

initially swimming up, but seeing Maja not following, she didn’t think twice

if it meant risking her

a figure dived

face, but judging by his swimming skills, she knew she’d only get in the way if she returned, so she decided to swim up.

brink of suffocation, a

of oxygen

chest was about

she about

cradled her waist, and after reaching the shore, he laid

activity, with

were flashing, and police

to save people, but it was

not lit by streetlights, only the faint light reflected from the river in the distance.

the dimness, it was enough for him to see

grass, soaking wet, her face as pale as a ghost, and her lips were

die, feeling like she couldn’t

someone pressing on her

times, then felt some air being

was too real and natural as if it had pulled

daze, she heard a man gently

careless? Are you feeling a bit better?”